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Well haven't I got myself into a pickle? Here I am sittin' on the shitter, trying to avoid the girl good ol' J.D. set me up with. Thinks he's doin' me a solid. But all he's managed to do is put me in a heapin' pile of awkward. She's not my type, at all. I'd much rather have the plump brunette who's fawnin' on the British fellow J.D.'s playing cards with. I think I'll have to play if I want her attention. I can handle her better than that upper crust mix-n-match any day. With or without a dick. Never stopped me before. The place is a lot cleaner than I thought it would be. Hardly any piss on the floor. And it's a progressive outpost. The toilets are unisex, so I don’t have to deal with the awkwardness of men who think a guy using a stall is a pussy. I learned to squat forward a long time ago, it looks like you're pissin' standin' so no one thinks twice when they see the feet. It's a handy trick.
“Hey Danny you still in here?” J.D.'s voice slurs through the room, then he starts bangin' on the stall doors. “C'mon, little brother.” He's started callin' me that after his third bourbon. “Did ya fall in?”
Guess I can't hide in here all night. Off I go.
Opening the stall door leads to J.D.'s landin' on me. I spin sideways fast as he reaches out to me to steady his fall, grabbin' hold of my shoulder and the wall. Great, he's fallin' down drunk now. Figures I'd fall in with one that can't hold his liquor. Guess I'm gonna have to carry his ass up to that room of his. Talk about a sobering experience. “Okay, come on, let's get you out of here.”
“You know, you're a good guy. Brave, and stuff.” J.D. slurs, wrappin' his arm 'round my shoulders. As we come out of the toilet, the English guy and the girls laugh seein' me struggle. What did they expect? He is dead weight, and twice my size. Then my savior comes. That busty brunette I have been lookin' at all night.
“Your friend is going to lose his money tonight. His girl has moved along, which means he loses his room, too. It’s part of the house rules if he can't perform, he forfeits.” She grabs J.D.'s other arm.
“It's fine. What about you? I'll pay for the both of us whatever you want tonight just to get him a bed.” Was I really gonna break the bank for this stranger? Seemed so.
“I think we can work somethin' out, sweetie.” She smiles sweet. She smells of soap, with dark red lips and nice teeth. I am enamored immediately.
Her room is only just at the top of the stairs, thankfully. Paneled oak walls, and dark red sheer curtains cover the large windows. The bed looks sturdy as we flop him on to the thick quilted mattress. While she goes to fill a bath I start to pull off his boots.
He sits up as I get the first off and grabs me by the face as he did the previous night. He rubs his hand down my cheek.
“You know.” He slurs. “You are awfully pretty for a man. And your skin... Why's it so smooth?” He leans against me, rubbing his bearded chin on my cheek.
“Jake? You're really drunk, and hittin' on me... Ain't gettin' you nowhere quick.” I try to pull away, but he holds me fast and tight. He kisses me on the mouth and I freeze. Keeping my lips closed. But he insists and next thing I know his tongue goes into my mouth. Then just as I get into it, he falls backward with a snore.
I stand up, wipin' at my mouth and turn to see the woman who helped me with J.D.
“I was wondering about you two. Does he even know?” She asks leaning into the doorway of the bathroom.
“What's there to know? He's just drunk.” I laugh, starin' at him on the bed.
“Come on sweetie, I'm not blind. There's not a shadow of hair on that pretty little chin of yours.” She grabs my wrist and begins to unbutton my shirt. I try to protest, but she starts to kiss my neck and I am a goner. She pulls me into the bathroom shuttin' the door behind us.
In a flash, she has me out of my clothes, and turns me toward the floor length mirror. It’s been a long time since I’ve glimpsed myself fully naked. Out on the road they don’t have mirrors and I generally avoid 'em. There I stand naked as a new born babe.
My face and arms from the elbow down are golden from the hot days ,but those parts of me that never see sun are pale and smooth. Consistent with my mother's Irish roots, I even have the freckles on my shoulders to further prove it. Those that had been on my face had long since been singed away by the sun and time.
“See, I knew what I was lookin' at wasn't a man. Spend enough time 'round here and you can spot the untrue pretty fast. Why do you hide? You're gorgeous.” She lifts my small breasts while standing behind me. Cuppin' them gently as she leaves lipstick kisses on my shoulders, pushing my red hair back.
“I've made a name for myself as a man. Please, I'll pay you well to not tell.” I beg this creature who has me so exposed.
She laughs, coyly. “My dear child, I'd never out you. If you wish to be so hidden your secret is safe with me, if you'll allow me the pleasure of your time tonight. Name's Violet, what should I call you?”
“Danny.” I turn to her, pullin' her into me, crushin' her fullness against me. We are the same height, but there is far more to her. Her breasts heave through the fabric of her purple corset, and drop ever so slightly toward her navel as I let the dress hit the floor. She sighs deeply as she leans against the edge of the huge copper tub.
What a sight.
Undoin' her hair, it fell in ringlets to her breasts. Her shoulders are wider than mine and even width to her thick hips, makin' her thinner waist seem all the more perfect to me. The little bit of weight on her shows in her little pooch tummy and on her thick thighs and large round ass. Which she presents, turnin' on the tub jets. Suddenly bubbles began to pulse under the water. She pulls me into the tub, maneuverin' my sex over one of the throbbin' streams. Instantly, my body warms as the hard force flows into me. I've never felt anythin' like it as she straddles me.
My Lord, the weight of her on me pushes me harder against the jets. As she rocks, it seems the water bubbles in an outta me and up into her. It doesn’t take long before an orgasm rips through us both. We hold each other tightly as we come, our nipples rubbin'. Our mouths hungry to taste naked flesh. So wrapped in the moment we don’t hear the door open, or see J.D.
“Well lookie here, seems I'm missing the fun.” He grins as I sink into the tub. Violet presses against me to shield me. Spinning around as J.D. comes into view. He is naked and sportin' the largest hard on I have ever seen. I mean it was like a God damned baby's arm as he stood there, thick, veined and just slightly curvin' right. My head is swimmin'. How am I gonna get outta this mess?
Next thing I know he is climbin' into the water! I'm fucked again. Oh hell am I screwed. The waves of pleasure that held me so wonderfully moments ago are now replaced by pure panic. Violet squeezes my hand all reasurin' and leans back into me, but that just sets those jets back to work on me, which is not helpin' my situation!
“Ahh, a nice hot bath with a beauty is just what we need, eh Danny boy?”
“Sure, J.D. Whatever you want.” I try squirmin' out from the jet but his legs are on either side of me and have me pinned. I am gonna come right there in front of him and there is nothin' I can do about it. I'll come, and he'll see. Then he'll know. I don’t want that. Not like this.
“Listen man I'd like to...” He looks at Violet and I and notices she is bobbin' on me and leans in to me. Before he can finish talkin', she has pulled him into a kiss. I have my hand around her so she can’t reveal me, but he saddles right up in front of her, pulling her on top of him. She lets out a gasp, obviously he's broken into her.
“Go...” She whispers as he buries his head into her chest.
I don’t need to be told twice. I jump from the tub grabbin' my clothes and high tail it to the bedroom.